Super Saturn had no strategy for his rematch. All he wanted was to bring down the Zombie King as quickly as possible. If he died doing it, that was fine. Nothing mattered more to him than saving the world and his family. Although he had saved his village many times, the world was never at stake. The pressure on his shoulders threatened to crush him, but there would be no respite for his enemy. Standing at the edge of the last house in a row of twelve, he was going to catch the King by surprise, by jumping down and using his signature springboard attack.

When the zombie leader walked by, Super Saturn put his plan into action and jumped down, but he had mistimed his movement. As he descended towards the ground, he changed his position so that he would be right behind the King if he landed on the ground. Despite this, he landed on the King's shoulders and slammed him down to the ground. The King collapsed on his chest, but Super Saturn was unharmed and shuffled off the King's back when he fell down.

"Urf," the Zombie King groaned as he picked himself up. When he was on his hands and knees, the caped crusader rolled him onto his back with his foot. "Ack! Hey! Who did that?" the King demanded to know. Super Saturn hopped onto his chest, and stared his enemy down.

"Miss me? Zoom!" Super Saturn asked, mockingly.

"You!" the Zombie King hissed. "Your persistence knows no bounds, doesn't it?"

The hero jumped off the King and watched as he got back up. Angered, the King slammed his staff on the hard cement road.

"I should've killed you back in Saturn Valley. I knew I should have!" the King sighed. "That's one mistake I'm about to correct!"

"Kay-o!"

The Zombie King slid across the road and kicked Super Saturn's belly, knocking him back. The King gave his enemy no time to recover, kicking him aside once he saw the opportunity. The caped crusader rolled away and collided with the cemetery gates. He had no chance to get up and regain his concentration, for the King grabbed him by the hair and picked him up.

"Don't come back this time!" said the Zombie King, and hurled Super Saturn to a building's roof with a hefty throw. The hero landed on the roof of a house on a street corner. Its obnoxious red roof and bright yellow exterior were difficult to look at. The King approached the house when he heard scuttling; his throw was not particularly strong, but at least it could incapacitate Super Saturn for a while.

At least, that's what he was hoping would happen. He heard the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps on the house's roof, and Super Saturn rushed for the edge and hopped off the rigid surface, coming down for the King's head. When Super Saturn landed, he bounced forward and headbutted the Zombie King in the chest, sending him stumbling away. The King fell on his back and rolled away, but the vigilante kept approaching him.

Once Super Saturn was close enough, the King got up and swung his staff in a low sweeping motion. The hero, nobody's fool but his own, jumped to avoid tripping over the rod. The King brought the staff back and raised it high above his head, and brought back down. Super Saturn rolled out of the way to avoid being hit on the noggin.

"Stop moving so I can hit you!" bellowed the Zombie King.

"Can't do!" replied Super Saturn.

Super Saturn lowered his head and launched himself towards the King, who swung his staff like a baseball bat to knock Supes away, sending him flying into the side of a building with a nasty thwack. He fell onto his stomach, heaving.

"Urf," he groaned.

He saw the Zombie King steadily approaching him, teeth bared, staff clenched in rage. Super Saturn weakly got up and looked for something, anything, that could give him an advantage. Even something that would just distract the King for a short while would do. To his right was a garbage can sitting in front of a house, which he could kick at the undead one and potentially knock him out. Bingo! It wasn't particularly useful, but it would work for the time being.

With a deft dash, Super Saturn approached the metal tin, but the King knew what he was up to. He opened the safety pin connecting his towel around his neck and threw his makeshift cape at the Mr. Saturn, which draped over him and blinded him.

"Can't see! Can't see!" Super Saturn declared as he started darting around, hoping to shake the towel off his head. The Zombie King laughed at the sight; he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Another Mr. Saturn approached his friend and removed the towel with his foot and tossed it aside. "Thank you!" Zoomer said to his friend.

"Out look!" said his brother, looking as the Zombie King ran towards them. Super Saturn turned around and, without missing a beat; he jumped into the air and began rotating his feet as if he were riding a bicycle. This was his legendary bicycle kick attack, which he definitely did not rip off from a famous video game. The Zombie King came to a screeching halt as Super Saturn started pushing him back with a flurry of midair kicks to the face.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, OW!" belted the King. Super Saturn gave a final shove with both feet to knock the King onto his back. "Man, when was the last time you washed those things?"

Super Saturn's friend parted ways to join the melee in the streets. The King was still on the ground, so the hero hopped onto his chest and stared him down.

"We done? Zoom!" Super Saturn asked. The King huffed in disdain.

"Not yet!" replied the King. He punched Supes' nose to knock him away. Zoomer hopped off and made another dash for the garbage can. Luckily for him, the King didn't see him. Luckily for the caped crusader, the garbage can was empty. Unluckily, he couldn't tip it onto its side to make it easier to roll. He just had to make do with it. But, what if he didn't kick it? It was worth a shot and would make it a lot easier to hit.

Super Saturn bounced back and pressed his feet up against the house wall, then propelled himself forward and headbutted the garbage can. There was nothing subtle about it, but it got the zombie leader's attention. He turned around to get a face and bellyful of metal, getting toppled over once again when the can slammed into him.

"Clever, clever," the Zombie King complimented his adversary. "Resorting to dirty trick to achieve victory? Where's your sense of honor?"

Super Saturn replied, "Don't need it. I wear cape. I kick butt. Boing!"

The Zombie King chuckled at the response. "So, wearing the cape and mask automatically gives you authority? For that matter, do you really think the police will be able to stop me? Your alliance with the police force won't stop us, especially not me!"

The Zombie King slid across the pavement road and threw his foot out, tripping Super Saturn. Before he could get up, the undead overlord swung his staff and sent him flying onto the roof of a house resting against the mountain wall. Super Saturn rolled across and smacked into the wall, barely able to stay conscious after this uninteresting and boring brawl.

Yet Super Saturn was not one to give up, no. He weakly got up and made his way towards the edge of the roof. This is when he thought of something: destroying the King's staff. He was not using it to control his minions, but the strikes sure did hurt. Super Saturn hopped over the edge and rained down on the King, who put his staff up to protect himself from the assault. It was of no use, and Super Saturn's foot broke it in half.

"How's that! Dakota!" Super Saturn exclaimed. "No staff!"

The King threw the pieces away and cracked his knuckles.

"It's show time!" the Zombie King declared. Super Saturn groaned; this fight was already long, tedious, and lame enough as it was. Now it was going to go on some more?

Supes prepared to use his trusty headbutt attack, but the amount of times it had been used meant the King was familiar with it. Zoomer always lowered his head when he was about to use it, which was the biggest give away. His springboard attack was a little more difficult to predict, at least. Super Saturn rushed to his enemy; the King opened his arms, ready to grab him. But, to his chagrin, the hero had a new trick in mind! He somersaulted across to the King just before he would normally launch himself forward, taking out the ruler's legs and knocking him onto his chest. His face planted itself in the road, knocking out a tooth.

The King got up and pried the fractured tooth from his gums. Not only had it been taken out, but it was bleeding. "You made me bleed my own blood," the King said, quietly. At this point, he began to realize that, just like everybody else, he could be hurt. "Nobody makes me bleed my own blood! NOBODY!"

Super Saturn had no time to respond. The King shoved him up against the cemetery gate and unleashed a flurry of punches upon his face and chest. His attacks were more precise and intense than their battle in Threed. Although, back then, the King was treating it as a workout. Now it was personal.

The punches were too much for the hero to handle. After taking a dozen of them or so, the King pulled away and he slumped to the floor. Super Saturn groaned in pain as he felt every fiber of his body ache and scream in agony. The King's eyes widened in shock and pleasure. Finally, he had the opportunity he'd been waiting for: to taste a Mr. Saturn's brain. He kneeled beside Zoomer and prodded his fleshy head; it was like touching silk, or something, except nicer. He licked his lips and was about to tear into his defeated enemy, until…

"HEY! BOING!"

The Zombie King turned around and saw two Mr. Saturn, armed with a repaired Anti-Zombiefier. Much of it was wrapped in duct tape, so it did not look particularly impressive. The dial had been turned to 'de-zombify and knock out,' and they were aiming it at the crowned one.

"What the—"

One of the Mr. Saturns pulled the trigger with a foot, unleashing a yellow beam that sent the Zombie King flying through the cemetery gates and into the graveyard. He violently rolled across the ground before colliding with a tree that stopped him dead in his tracks. Like every other zombie, his skin tone returned to its natural color and his hair changed back to its black shade. The remaining zombies returned to normal, one after the other. It was like some sort of Christmas miracle, but it was August.

What I'm trying to get at, is the good guys one!